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    Falling Stairs was three Johns and a guy named Charlie from Queens and Long Island in the late 80s and early 90s who were obsessed by independent music coming from Minneapolis, Hoboken, Athens, Boston, Melbourne, Washington, D.C., Austin, Sydney, Detroit, Amherst, Seattle, and our hometown of New York. It inspired us to pick up guitars, a bass, and drums and make our own kind of noise.

    We played bars and clubs all around New York and surrounding states for several years, recorded an EP, recorded a couple of singles, then promptly imploded.

    The masters ended up in boxes and moved around with us for thirty years. Decades, and many children, later we gathered up 2” and 1” tapes and even a VHS, had them baked, remastered, and digitized. Upon hearing the songs for the first time in decades, we realized maybe this quad of misfits quit too soon.

    We were fans of Antietam, Belly, Big Black, Big Dipper, The Birthday Party, Black Uhuru, The Blasters, Buffalo Tom, The Celibate Rifles, The Clash, De La Soul, The dBs, Echo and the Bunnymen, The Feelies, The Fleshtones, Fugazi, Gang of Four, Go-Betweens, Jason & The Scorchers, Hoodoo Gurus, Hüsker Dü, Let’s Active, Lime Spiders, MC5, Meat Puppets, Mental as Anything, Metallica, Mission of Burma, The Minutemen, Naked Raygun, New Order, New York Dolls, Patti Smith Group, Pixies, Prince, Psychedelic Furs, Public Enemy, Pylon, Radio Birdman, The Ramones, The Replacements, R.E.M., Romeo Void, The Saints, Sonic Youth, Soul Asylum, The Stooges, Talking Heads, Television, They Might Be Giants, U2, Uncle Tupelo, Violent Femmes, Wall of Voodoo, X, Zeitgeist, and lots of others. You can hear a bit of all that in there. We all grew up with older siblings, too, so we had been hearing everything from rock to blues to metal to folk to disco.

    We played live at Brownie’s, CBGB’s, Downtown Beirut, The El-n-Gee, King Tut’s Wah-Wah Hut, Lauterbach’s, Lismar Lounge, Maxwell’s, Nightingale’s, The Pool Bar, The Pyramid, The Right Track Inn, The Space at Chase, Tramps, and others we have forgotten. We did a few short tours in the south, sent out our EP to radio stations and got lots of plays. We sent more to fanzines and newspapers and got a bunch of nice reviews. It was a lot of fun and we wouldn’t change it for the world.

    In truth, very few people actually heard any of it.

    There may not be a big reunion tour, but all these many years later, this collection of songs a time capsule of an earlier era of American rock: angry, anthematic, hooky, poppy, noisy, and insistent. These well-constructed, well-performed, and well-recorded songs have stood the test of time, even if that was in a bunch of cardboard
    boxes.

    So, 30 years later, we present the debut album.

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Hey, I can’t tell you I don’t feel the way I say. It’s kind of hard to be concise when I’m trying to be unclear under the rug. Hold up signs for recognition, these words go a long way. Wishes she could stay inside but she’s got better places to be.

And she will walk through the desert, walk through the years. She can climb over mountains and fall through the years. When she finds something to hope for, she kneels to pray to him. And she finally sweeps it up under the rug.

She fights off being lonely, she just wants to feel alone. No crowd to come and sweep her off, she stands the floor and soars. This home does not seem steady, these rooms so spread apart. “Imagine how much you’d get for selling off a piece of your heart?”

And she will run through the desert, run through the fears. And she can climb over problems and stumble through the years. And we come to a decision and she makes it seem so clear. And she finally sweeps it up under the rug.

The rug is getting bigger, the sweeping can’t get done. There’s too many thousands of her to wish they all were gone. Closer and not nearer, the plans all went astray. Could we use the time we lost to just imagine it all away?

And she will run through the desert, run through the tears. And she can climb over mountains that she’s walked around for years. And she comes to a decision she makes it seem so clear. And she finally sweeps it up under the rug.

And I come to my decision. I make it seem so real and we finally sweep it up under the rug.

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from Life is a Kick Trial: 1988​-​93, released April 21, 2023

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Falling Stairs Queens, New York

Falling Stairs was three Johns and a Charlie from Queens and Long Island in the late 80s/early 90s.

We played all around New York, recorded an EP, a single, then promptly imploded.

The masters ended up in boxes for thirty years. Decades, and many children, later we had them baked, remastered, and digitized.

Upon hearing the songs, we realized maybe this quad of misfits quit too soon. ... more

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